Kelly told me that my last blog was really depressing and that I needed to write a new one.  She said that it sounded like I was in a place that I did not want to be so I decided that I should clear the air.  I am very happy with were I am at in my life. I love Fuller.  I am learning a lot and I am excited about the prospect of putting what I am learning into action someday.  We live in a real nice community and we are building some really good friendships.  Kelly and I recently started a college group at church and though it is small we are having a lot of fun hanging out with college students.  So I am extremely happy with what is going on but occasionally I really do miss Oregon. 

I was getting ready to go to a night class and Kelly told me that it was getting chilly out and I got really excited.  I know the idea of being chilly is a common feeling for the rest of the world that actually has discernible seasons, but in California it still feels like July.  All that to say I was happy for it to actually feel like fall and I went to my closet and pulled out a nice sweatshirt.  As I walked to school just being able to wear a sweatshirt put me in a particularly good mood.  I don’t think that I ever really appreciated the weather in Oregon.  It was an annoyance that you just had to deal with but I never really thought about how nice it was to never really know what you are going to get, I miss unpredictability.   

It really made me think about how many things I love that I really take for granted.  (I have found my self missing mud lately but that is for another blog.)  Oftentimes our lives are so ordered that we lose sight of the blessings that surround us because we have grown so used to them.  I know this is no great epiphany.  My prayer is that I might always be reminded of how my life is blessed. That I would be able to take joy in the little things like sweatshirts, mud and the changing of seasons.